The canyon lies across the river, the mountains are majestic, majestic and steep, and endlessly, like a divine dragon, seeing the head but not the tail.

Looking at the top of the mountain, the mountains and steep mountains, thousands of peaks compete for beauty, and thousands of valleys compete for wonder;

Looking down, it feels like a high mountain is a peak;

Looking up, the two face each other, or feeling that the two walls are within reach; looking up, the towering Taihang is vast and deep.

What is special is that there are mountains, either bluestone or yellowstone, the mountains are exposed and have no soil covering, but are stained with green layers. The ancient and green cypresses are difficult to squeeze out from the cliff rocks, stubborn and lush.

In the valley, a narrow, red, curved belt is spread out in the valley, which separates the sky from the hill. Then, the belt slowly expands, like a red cloud, like a red plum, the light red glows and shines, constantly unfolding under the sky, lifting the twilight above the head, and reflecting the sky red.

Behind a company of security troops, a small team of Japanese soldiers, a team of nearly two hundred people was vast and winding in the winding valley.

We entered most of the mountain in advance and surrounded the entire mountainous area of ​​the Eighth Route Headquarters, achieving great results. In order to keep it confidential, the security army was on the periphery and did not participate in the mobilization. In the mountains, the encirclement area was too large and the Japanese troops were in short supply, so we had to re-activate the security army for peripheral searches.

There were messy footprints everywhere on the roads in the mountains. After the Japanese joined the security army into the mountain, they searched for traces with few footprints. The team walked for another day and had no gains. The security army was tired, and the Japanese no longer felt like they appreciate the magnificent scenery in the sky and the ditch.

With the security army in hand, the search speed of the team was naturally greatly reduced, and the Japanese following were not in a hurry.

The Japanese followed the security army listlessly and moved along the route that had been planned. According to the plan, they had to climb over the hills in front. The hunter who led the way said that there was a village there, the planned camping site.

After turning a corner, the mountain road in the valley began to turn to the ridge, a zigzag road, and the security troops who were leading the battle climbed up the ridge with their feet that were filled with lead.

The security army also released vanguards, but there were a few people, and there were a platoon of the security army walking in front.

The leader of the road ahead was a hunter! Under the temptation of bayonets forcing food, he had to lead the Japanese.

"Boss, climb the ridge in front of you, and there is a village not far north!"

"What way did you lead? I have found several villages, but I haven't found a single Eighth Route Army, and I haven't even seen a commoner! I think you are a bit like a spy from the Eighth Route Army!"

"I'm wronged, boss, how did I know that I haven't encountered a commoner all the way through the mountains?"

"Go in and walk tightly, don't be boring, it's really weird, is it? Ba Zhen has gone down!"

"Boss, isn't it a good thing that I haven't found the Eighth Route Army?"

"You want to talk too much, Zhao Laoer, you took us around the mountains. Do you think I don't know, right?"

"Hehe, don't say it, I can't find it anymore. It seems that the Taijuns behind don't have much food. I think they have to go home, right?"

"Uh, don't make a small plan, take your way with peace of mind. If you didn't go to the city to sell prey frequently, this good thing wouldn't be your turn.

"Ah? Can this be considered a good thing? If the Eighth Route Army knew about it, my ancestral tomb might have been dug up."

"Hmph, why didn't you think you would be dug up to your ancestral grave when you received the food?"

"Aren't you forced me to do that?"

The leading platoon leader of the public security army looked up at the top of the mountain and silently estimated in his heart that he felt that he was not too far from the top of the mountain. He followed the hunter's hands and feet in a breath, making a slight harder to go up, and stopped and take a look.

A security army behind stepped on a loose stone, which rolled down the steep mountain wall. There was no one on the zigzag mountain road, but it caused a burst of scolding.

He didn't have the energy to scold him, and continued to climb up the team ahead.

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On the top of the ridge, there were rugged rocks, and unknown shrubs were tenacious in the mountain wind. In the bushes, there were three people wearing gray clothes, two of them were vanguards of the Eighth Route Army, and the other was dressed up, looking at the top of the ridge dyed red by the sunset.

The three of them sat on a slightly flat stone and had just climbed up the ridge, still panting.

Looking back, the team behind was climbing up from the valley.

In the valley, a group of people and grey military uniforms were struggling in the bushes, and each figure was exhausted.

In the team, a large soldier was lying on the stretcher in front of him, squinting his eyes at the magnificent scenery of the mountains connected to the sky. Maybe he didn't know how to appreciate it, and looked at the sky with a serious expression.

The Eighth Route Army was also tired, sweat wet the gray military uniform, and circles of salt were stained on its back.

There was no road in the valley ahead, and a steep path hung on the cliff, leading to the ridge.

The stretcher could not be lifted anymore. The big soldier with bandages got off the stretcher and stood there like an iron tower. Who else could he have been killed by a knife?

After suffering such a serious injury, I could barely walk around in just ten days, and I bare my teeth every step.

Then, the soldier behind handed over a cypress crutch, leaned on it, a soldier hung a bandage on his shoulder, and the other end was Gao Yidao's hand. The two of them pulled it, and a soldier behind him supported him and climbed up the ridge. The group of people advanced with their hands and feet.

On the ridge,

A vanguard seemed to hear something and was alert: "I heard something happening at the foot of the mountain opposite!"

The other two held their breath and listened carefully. There was nothing else to do except the mountain wind. The vanguard was a little confused: "Did you hear it wrong?"

"Impossible, there must be someone!"

The three of them suddenly became nervous.

He quickly got up, two vanguards were in front and the common people who led the way were behind. He didn't care about his fatigue and ran away to the mountain road ahead, hoping to find out the situation.

The two teams, with military uniforms of different colors, so far, no one knows the existence of each other, but they are about to meet on the ridge.

The gap that comes first and then comes is a fatal gap.

The three of them used their hands and feet between the rocks, walked along the rugged mountain road to the other side of Shanran for a while, and quickly came to the other side of the ridge. At the end of the path ahead was the road down the mountain. The road down the mountain was next to a huge rock, and there was a cliff outside.

Next to the huge rock, at the end of the path, suddenly, a head with a gray cloth wrapped around its head appeared, and finally climbed up, with sweat and a little excitement on his face, suddenly stunned again.

Both sides discovered each other at the same time, and were stunned on the spot.

"What are you doing when you are stunned? Go up quickly and have a rest!" The mountain road was narrow, and the security army behind the hunters urged impatiently, and the voice came up.

The gray military vanguard raised his rifle vigilantly, pulled a bullet into the bolt, leaned against the rock, and pointed the muzzle at the stunned hunter.

"Don't move, what are you doing?" Seeing that there were ordinary people opposite, the soldier's heart was slightly relieved, although he was still beating wildly.

The soldier slowly moved forward, bypassed the boulder, and suddenly a big mast hat appeared behind the common people. It was the platoon leader of the security army. The soldier had just let go of his heart and nervous again. He raised his gun and aimed: "Who? Don't move!"

The platoon leader of the Public Security Army hurriedly picked up his gun, which made the soldiers nervous. Both sides almost face to face. In the Public Security Army uniform, why are they hesitating? He immediately hugged the fire.

Bang? The gunshot echoed in the valley!

The panicked platoon leader of the security army was not stupid. When he saw the black gun pointing at him, his first reaction was to hide!

They lowered their bodies, retreated, and knocked over the security army behind them. The two of them rolled down the mountain.

There were cypress trees by the cliff. The platoon leader of the security army was very stunned and did not fall down. He didn't know whether to shout for help or to call for Eighth Route Army on the mountain. The security army he hit was hit by was unprepared and was knocked off the cliff. He collided among the steep walls, making a tragic howl, and the sound spread from top to bottom.

The sudden sound of gunfire shocked the minds of the security soldiers who were climbing up the ridge. After a moment of loss of consciousness, the security soldiers panicked in an instinctive way to find a hidden place on the edge of the cliff.
Chapter completed!